Scene: Playground outside a local elementary school after I pick up my daughter from a pre-kindergarten program, mid-morning, sun shining, early August.

Boy on playground equipment, age 6: Hey Mister…
Me: Yeah?
Boy: He pauses, not sure how to continue, and then eventually says…
   … Maybe, I think, your litle girl is cute….
Me: (as I keep walking) She sure is…
Me: <Internal dialog> It’s a good thing that kid is on that climber or I’d kick his butt.